Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Poor Old Man
So, the old man's hand was flattened again, and then he gently lifted it upward.
Another large pack of wolves fell, and less than ten meters in front of the cavalry, the meadow became an impassable barrier.
Countless gray wolves died there, their corpses piled up into a small mountain, but there were still countless wolves rushing from behind, stepping on the corpses of their kind.
Unlike the howls of elephants and lions, these wolves did not howl because of the death of their kind, they just walked in silence and then died in silence.
The wolf corpses are like mountains, the blood is flowing like a river, and the bloody gas is floating in the air, which is disgusting, and the atmosphere is quiet and weird.
The cavalrymen were a little stupid, they opened their mouths, held their swords and guns blankly, looked at the bloody scene in front of them, and didn't know whether they were happy or sad for a while.
The good news is that the old man is so powerful that he doesn't have to deal with these incredibly numerous and fast-moving creatures.
The reason for the tragedy is the same, as a soldier of the Dashun Empire, he still has to rely on the protection of an old man, even though he is a spiritual priest.
I don't know if Green Sleeves, Han Wu and the others also have such complex and contradictory thoughts in their hearts, anyway, General Jian Shu has such thoughts in his heart, so that his arm holding the spear began to tremble slightly.
The old man Ye Guochang's arms did not tremble, his eyes shot out of essence, staring at those silent wolves, his hands kept raising and lowering, accurate to the distance of each lift and drop was exactly the same.
Those underground yellow rays also pierced the wolves' bellies under his precise control, ensuring that they were killed without wasting a trace of aura.
This process lasted for a full hour.
When the last wolf cub was killed by the underground aura controlled by the old man Ye Guochang, the old man raised his head and smiled slightly in a certain direction of the sky.
"It's almost now, isn't it?" the old man's voice was not loud, as if he was talking to himself.
Yi Jun, Dai Zong, Jian Shu, Han Wu, Green Sleeves and others all heard it, but they didn't understand what it meant, so they couldn't answer.
It's just that when their eyes fell on the old spirit priest again, they couldn't help but be startled at the same time.
Because the old man Ye Guochang at this time was much older than just now, his original gray hair had all turned snow-white, and there was not much left, and the old man on his face was densely patched, which was terrifying to see.
Moreover, the old man Ye Guochang looked very thin at this time, and the skin on his body was as thin as if it was a transparent layer, loosely covering the surface of the skeleton, and he could clearly see the green tendons, blood vessels, and even bones inside.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ye Guochang like this, Green Sleeves, Han Wu, and Feng Cheng all cried, and one by one stepped forward and reached out to hug the old man's waist, only Wu Jilang still had a gloomy face, but his teeth bit his lips, and his lips were already purple and blue.
"Almost!" a faint but crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind the wolves, but the last word "δΊ" seemed to change direction, as if it was not coming from the earth, but from the empty sky, only white clouds drifting.
The next moment, the clouds were suddenly torn apart, and a huge cyan palm seemed to be speeding from the direction of the sky, slamming down towards the top of the old man Ye Guochang's head.
Seeing this huge palm galloping towards him, Ye Guochang Old Lingshi did not dodge, but it can also be said that he couldn't dodge, but a trace of despair appeared on his face, and then he struggled to push the green sleeves and others around him out.
The big hand stopped the moment Ye Guochang withdrew from the green sleeves and the others, hovered over the old man's head, and the next moment it turned into a little green and flew away.
"I forgot that you seem to care more about the future of Dashun than your own life. The crisp voice sounded again, and immediately after, Yi Jun felt a flower in front of his eyes, and a woman shrouded in black robes appeared in front of the fallen wolves.
The reason why she is considered a woman is that her voice is crisp and pleasant, as good as a lark in the valley, and the other is the white face seen through the black veil that covers her face, the slender neck without the Adam's apple, and the pair of white little hands exposed outside the black robe, and the little feet that are extremely white without socks on the grass.
"It's a woman, and she's not very old. Getting this information, Yi Jun couldn't help but be surprised again and was a little jealous and desperate, such a young woman, just getting some wild wolves and elephants to come over and beat the old spirit priest Ye Guochang at the peak of the Four Realms with her eyes closed and waited for death, then what realm is she? Could it be that she is a young Great Spirit Master of the Five Realms?
"Why are there so many Great Spirit Masters of the Five Realms, why are they all young with their faces covered?" Yi Jun couldn't help but howl in his heart, of course, on the surface, he didn't dare to make a sound at all.
Not only Yi Jun, but everyone, including the fierce and vicious general, didn't dare to take a breath, because this woman was too terrifying.
"Heavenly Witch, it's really you, congratulations on your breakthrough into the Five Realms. Seeing the woman, the old man Ye Guochang sighed slightly again and said slowly.
"Yes, you have broken through the Five Realms, and the Five Realms are not so difficult to break through, Teacher Ye, why can't you break through?" The Heavenly Witch looked at Ye Guochang playfully, and said joking words in her mouth.
Ye Guochang sighed again, shook his head and said: "The Tao is not the same, Heavenly Witch, you save it, at my age, it is impossible to change because of your words or two." β
"I didn't want to persuade you, I just wanted to ask you, with my current strength, what are the chances of challenging the Holy Maiden?" The Heavenly Witch snorted coldly, and looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, if it wasn't for the outfit, this action would be like a very angry green sleeve.
"Not a single point. Old Spiritual Master Ye Guochang thought for a while, and then said seriously.
"I also know that there is still a big gap between me and her!" Unexpectedly, hearing Ye Guochang's words, the Heavenly Witch was not angry, but nodded very sincerely and admitted Ye Guochang's statement.
But, the next moment, she suddenly became fierce and irritable.
"However, what's the use of the Holy Maiden, no matter how powerful she is, after so many years, has she taught a Five Realms Spirit Warrior? There are no peaks in the Four Realms, what is the interest of you little dolls following her, why don't you all follow me, and you will be guaranteed to enter the Three Realms in half a year." She roared, but the object of her roar was Yi Jun, Green Sleeves, and the other Templar students.
The green sleeves were overjoyed, but the old man Ye Guochang's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Don't listen to her nonsense, where is she so kind? It's just that she wants to plunder your spiritual cultivation and fight against the holy woman." β
A giggling smile suddenly came out of the mouth of the Heavenly Witch, and she leaned at Ye Guochang's old spiritual master, and said with a smile: "You guessed this? You haven't eaten dry rice for nothing all these years." β